"I'm sorry about what happened in Siberia. Falcon came to find me and said it involved national security, that the Captain needed help, so I..."
"The Captain?"
Scott nodded guiltily. "Captain America. Captain—we just call him that. Between friends... I'm not saying I count as a friend, but I guess I do!
"I know him. He's a good guy. Never mind."
"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't expect to get caught."
"There are a lot of things you didn't expect."
"But I really didn't expect to be the only one caught." Scott said gloomily. "T'Challa, Spider-Man, and Gaius are all fine.
"I swear, I didn't show my face. Really."
"Showing your face isn't what matters. What matters is that you turned into a giant and an ant there. In the whole world, only Hank Pym's Pym Particles can do that.
"If the authorities decide to investigate, they'll find Ant-Man in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database.
"Even Sam could find you, so naturally others could too. How did it feel signing the 'Accords'?"
"Terrible. I honestly didn't expect the police to know the 'Accords' so well.
"But why was I the only unlucky one?"
"T'Challa is Wakanda's prince—no, he's king now.
"To many people, Spider-Man isn't especially important. It's not like superheroes like him are everywhere these days, right?
"But to put it bluntly, Spider-Man still doesn't meet the standard for signing the 'Accords.'
"As for Gaius... the authorities can't do anything about him. They're powerless."
"They really are powerless. They all know how powerful he is. They truly can't afford to provoke him." Scott shook his head speechlessly. "How's Hank?"
"We're still on the run. The house is gone, and so is our freedom.
"How do you think he is?"
"I'm sorry. I know you're angry with me."
"What I want isn't an apology,